Although Lang Xing could no longer stop the duel, he was reluctant after all. After all, a melee within a hundred miles was too dangerous, and the six dead lives on the opposite side were not worth the slightest risk for Sijia and others.
So he made some idle remarks to Emperor Zhenxie, "You want to see if our Nanjingzhou generals and soldiers have the courage. Do you have the qualifications? Do you dare to go out and engage in a fight to the death?"
Although everyone was cheering loudly at this moment, no one used their spiritual thoughts, so everyone could hear his spiritual thoughts clearly.
"Yes! Do you dare?!"
"Do you have the courage!" ??
Immediately, someone shouted in agreement. The condescending attitude of Emperor Zhenxie just now made many people unhappy. Lang Xing's gossip was quite popular.
A tall and thin general next to Emperor Zhenxie looked at Lang Xing with contempt and said, "Who do you think you are?! Do you have the right to speak here?!"
Lang Xing's eyes turned cold. He didn't care if he was despised. He had been despised for so long. How could he be young and have low cultivation level? But in front of Xiang'er, Su Wan, Second Senior Sister and others.
Faced with this kind of contempt, he had to express it.
Before he could speak, a wave of spiritual energy appeared behind him, and a blue flag appeared, with the words "Marshal of the Eastern Territory of the Heavenly Law Alliance" written in big red letters. Not only did the flag have the talisman of the Heavenly Law Alliance, but there was also a flag on the flag.
There is a command flag. In short, it is a formal and handsome flag.
Langxing glanced at the handsome flag, and then looked at Tianbinzi who was holding the handsome flag speechlessly. With such decisiveness and quickness, he was not the leader of the alliance for nothing. He had tried his best to encourage Langxing to accept it.
For a temporary official position, Lang Xing refused to accept it no matter what. The timing was really good, and it was a timely help. Not only could he not refuse it, but he could not justify it without thanking him for his kindness.
The marshal's official offer is a bit large, Tian Binzi is really generous, but the two sides have come to this point, and the official offer is too small to encourage him. Tian Binzi dares to do this because the senior officials of the Tianlu League know it
, this is a false title, Long Xing will not really exercise the power of marshal at all.
Now not only the people in Dongmengzhou were a little dumbfounded, but also most of the people in Nanjingzhou were dumbfounded. They appointed a little guy over a thousand years old as the marshal of the army, although in this situation it was just to slap the opponent in the face.
, but it’s too much of a joke. Since the leader of the alliance has personally awarded the commander’s flag, then this little guy is an out-and-out commander. This has never happened since the founding of the Sky Law Alliance.
"Good! Xianying deserves to be the marshal!" Qingyu cheered loudly.
"The immortals are mighty! The commander is mighty!" Lingjue cheered in the Qianxu Palace camp.
The two talked about the title of Xianying, which indeed made many people no longer want to care about Tian Binzi's arbitrary title of commander.
"The commander is mighty." Junlizi paid homage to Langxing with a smile as a subordinate.
Junlizi, who was quite prestigious in the army, all recognized this commander, and all the officers and soldiers cheered along, and the sound of worshiping was everywhere.
Lang Xing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He waved his hand and turned to the tall and thin general of Dongnanzhou. He looked at him with a half-smile and said, "I want to ask you, who do you think you are? Do you have the right to speak here?"
The tall and thin general said contemptuously, "You, the marshal, are a joke! You are just a clown who lets others dress up!"
Now Lang Xing was a little angry. He pointed at him and said, "If you dare to say one more thing, I will definitely kill you so that you can understand who the clown is."
"You..." The general wanted to continue to laugh at Lang Xing, but after saying just one word, the mocking expression on his face turned into fear.
Eight transformed monks invited by the Heavenly Law Alliance, headed by Immortal Qimu, and four immortal concubines, Su Wan, Shen Qing, Zhixia, and Xiaochun, appeared at the same time, all staring at this unknown person with cold eyes.
Things that are alive and dead.
Under the pressure of twelve Feather monks, how could the tall and thin general not feel panic? This consequence was something he never expected. According to common sense, the Feather monks would not get involved easily, even if they
They humiliated Tian Binzi and did not hesitate to cause such a situation, but the facts before them showed that these Feather monks stood up with a clear attitude to support this little guy who looked like a joke. This gesture could not be clearer. As long as
If this little guy wants to kill him, they will protect him and not hesitate to start a battle of becoming feathers.
The situation was on the verge of getting out of control in an instant. Everyone was confused, including Emperor Zhenxie and Tianbinzi. The battle of Huayu was about to start before the battle started? Then the situation was about to be in chaos.
More than twenty Huayu monks from Dongmengzhou showed up, but their momentum was obviously not as strong as Qi Mu and others. No one exerted pressure and intimidation on Lang Xing, because they could see that the opponent's
The Huayu monks are really willing to go to war, at least half of them are like this. They don't want to fight with others immediately. This is too sudden and they are not prepared at all.
Immortal Qi Mu must support Lang Xing, and so does Immortal Yuanyang, but it is a last resort for the two of them to lead everyone together. If they can't shut up the other party's reckless thing immediately, then
Lang Xing's face dropped to the ground. Although Lang Xing didn't say anything, he only said that he must kill the other party, but he didn't say that he would kill him immediately, but that wouldn't work. The bastard of the other party would definitely continue to taunt Lang Xing, even if Lang Xing
Xing can endure it, but Xiyang and the others will definitely not tolerate it. Once the Wanfu League and Yuanyizhou take action, the war will inevitably break out, so the best way is for them to stand up and threaten the bastard and let him have one more word.
Don't say it either.
The battlefield between two huge armies and nearly ten thousand people was so quiet for a while that the powerful spiritual beasts were so frightened by the murderous aura emanating from these feathered monks that they did not dare to move.
Lang Xing did not expect this. He absolutely did not want the Huayu monks on his side to fall into a fight because of him. Just as he was about to speak to resolve the tense atmosphere, a pink cloud suddenly appeared above the tall and thin general.
Hundreds of feet above it, it slowly fell downwards.
The tall and thin general seemed to have lost his soul. He looked at the clouds in horror but could not move. The people around him, including the Emperor Zhenxie, hurriedly moved away. The magic power contained in the clouds made them even unable to move.
He didn't dare to take action to defend the tall and thin general.
Several rays of light greeted the clouds, and several Feathered Monks from Dongmengzhou took action, but their magic power dissipated as soon as they touched the clouds. The faces of the people who took action could not help but change slightly. There was no doubt that they were urging them to move.
This cloud of clouds is at least a mid-level magical power.
A light brown rune blocked the bottom of Hongxia. Hongxia stopped falling. After confronting the rune for a while, it slowly dispersed.
In the invisible magic circle thousands of miles away, Yu Chan collected her magic power and said to Xiaoyao Xianjun, "Sure enough, there is someone in the middle stage of feathering. This one belongs to you. If there is another one, it belongs to me."
Xiaoyao Xianjun didn't say anything. He understood that Yu Chan did this not only to support Lang Xing and tell him that there was a great magical power guarding Lang Xing in the middle stage of feather formation, but also to please Lang Xing. Yu Chan didn't have that little thought.
Who knows better than him. Although Lang Xing can no longer stop the duel, he is reluctant after all. After all, a melee within a hundred miles is too dangerous, and the six dead lives on the opposite side are not worth the risk of Sijia and others.
Every bit of risk.
So he made some idle remarks to Emperor Zhenxie, "You want to see if our Nanjingzhou generals and soldiers have the courage. Do you have the qualifications? Do you dare to go out and engage in a fight to the death?"
Although everyone was cheering loudly at this moment, no one used their spiritual thoughts, so everyone could hear his spiritual thoughts clearly.
"Yes! Do you dare?!"
"Do you have the courage!"
Immediately, someone shouted in agreement. The condescending attitude of Emperor Zhenxie just now made many people unhappy. Lang Xing's gossip was quite popular.
A tall and thin general next to Emperor Zhenxie looked at Lang Xing with contempt and said, "Who do you think you are?! Do you have the right to speak here?!"
Lang Xing's eyes turned cold. He didn't care if he was despised. He had been despised for so long. How could he be young and have low cultivation level? But in front of Xiang'er, Su Wan, Second Senior Sister and others.
Faced with this kind of contempt, he had to express it.
Before he could speak, a wave of spiritual energy appeared behind him, and a blue flag appeared, with the words "Marshal of the Eastern Territory of the Heavenly Law Alliance" written in big red letters. Not only did the flag have the talisman of the Heavenly Law Alliance, but there was also a flag on the flag.
There is a command flag. In short, it is a formal and handsome flag.
Langxing glanced at the handsome flag, and then looked at Tianbinzi who was holding the handsome flag speechlessly. With such decisiveness and quickness, he was not the leader of the alliance for nothing. He had tried his best to encourage Langxing to accept it.
For a temporary official position, Lang Xing refused to accept it no matter what. The timing was really good, and it was a timely help. Not only could he not refuse it, but he could not justify it without thanking him for his kindness.
The marshal's official offer is a bit large, Tian Binzi is really generous, but the two sides have come to this point, and the official offer is too small to encourage him. Tian Binzi dares to do this because the senior officials of the Tianlu League know it
, this is a false title, Long Xing will not really exercise the power of marshal at all.
Now not only the people in Dongmengzhou were a little dumbfounded, but also most of the people in Nanjingzhou were dumbfounded. They appointed a little guy over a thousand years old as the marshal of the army, although in this situation it was just to slap the opponent in the face. , but it’s too much of a joke. Since the leader of the alliance has personally awarded the commander’s flag, then this little guy is an out-and-out commander. This has never happened since the founding of the Sky Law Alliance.
"Good! Xianying deserves to be the marshal!" Qingyu cheered loudly.
"The immortals are mighty! The commander is mighty!" Lingjue cheered in the Qianxu Palace camp.
The two talked about the title of Xianying, which indeed made many people no longer want to care about Tian Binzi's arbitrary title of commander.
"The commander is mighty." Junlizi paid homage to Langxing with a smile as a subordinate.
Junlizi, who was quite prestigious in the army, all recognized this commander, and all the officers and soldiers cheered along, and the sound of worshiping was everywhere.
Lang Xing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He waved his hand and turned to the tall and thin general of Dongnanzhou. He looked at him with a half-smile and said, "I want to ask you, who do you think you are? Do you have the right to speak here?"
The tall and thin general said contemptuously, "You, the marshal, are a joke! You are just a clown who lets others dress up!"
Now Lang Xing was a little angry. He pointed at him and said, "If you dare to say one more thing, I will definitely kill you so that you can understand who the clown is."
"You..." The general wanted to continue to laugh at Lang Xing, but after saying just one word, the mocking expression on his face turned into fear.
Eight transformed monks invited by the Heavenly Law Alliance, headed by Immortal Qimu, and four immortal concubines, Su Wan, Shen Qing, Zhixia, and Xiaochun, appeared at the same time, all staring at this unknown person with cold eyes. Things that are alive and dead.
Under the pressure of twelve Feather monks, how could the tall and thin general not feel panic? This consequence was something he never expected. According to common sense, the Feather monks would not get involved easily, even if they They humiliated Tian Binzi and did not hesitate to cause such a situation, but the facts before them showed that these Feather monks stood up with a clear attitude to support this little guy who looked like a joke. This gesture could not be clearer. As long as If this little guy wants to kill him, they will protect him and not hesitate to start a battle of becoming feathers.
The situation was on the verge of getting out of control in an instant. Everyone was confused, including Emperor Zhenxie and Tianbinzi. The battle of Huayu was about to start before the battle started? Then the situation was about to be in chaos.
More than twenty Huayu monks from Dongmengzhou showed up, but their momentum was obviously not as strong as Qi Mu and others. No one exerted pressure and intimidation on Lang Xing, because they could see that the opponent's The Huayu monks are really willing to go to war, at least half of them are like this. They don't want to fight with others immediately. This is too sudden and they are not prepared at all.
Immortal Qi Mu must support Lang Xing, and so does Immortal Yuanyang, but it is a last resort for the two of them to lead everyone together. If they can't shut up the other party's reckless thing immediately, then Lang Xing's face dropped to the ground. Although Lang Xing didn't say anything, he only said that he must kill the other party, but he didn't say that he would kill him immediately, but that wouldn't work. The bastard of the other party would definitely continue to taunt Lang Xing, even if Lang Xing Xing can endure it, but Xiyang and the others will definitely not tolerate it. Once the Wanfu League and Yuanyizhou take action, the war will inevitably break out, so the best way is for them to stand up and threaten the bastard and let him have one more word. Don't say it either.
The battlefield between two huge armies and nearly ten thousand people was so quiet for a while that the powerful spiritual beasts were so frightened by the murderous aura emanating from these feathered monks that they did not dare to move.
Lang Xing did not expect this. He absolutely did not want the Huayu monks on his side to fall into a fight because of him. Just as he was about to speak to resolve the tense atmosphere, a pink cloud suddenly appeared above the tall and thin general.
Hundreds of feet above it, it slowly fell downwards.
The tall and thin general seemed to have lost his soul. He looked at the clouds in horror but could not move. The people around him, including the Emperor Zhenxie, hurriedly moved away. The magic power contained in the clouds made them even unable to move.
He didn't dare to take action to defend the tall and thin general.
Several rays of light greeted the clouds, and several Feathered Monks from Dongmengzhou took action, but their magic power dissipated as soon as they touched the clouds. The faces of the people who took action could not help but change slightly. There was no doubt that they were urging them to move.
This cloud of clouds is at least a mid-level magical power.
A light brown rune blocked the bottom of Hongxia. Hongxia stopped falling. After confronting the rune for a while, it slowly dispersed.
In the invisible magic circle thousands of miles away, Yu Chan collected her magic power and said to Xiaoyao Xianjun, "Sure enough, there is someone in the middle stage of feathering. This one belongs to you. If there is another one, it belongs to me."
Xiaoyao Xianjun didn't say anything. He understood that Yu Chan did this not only to support Lang Xing and tell him that there was a great magical power guarding Lang Xing in the middle stage of feather formation, but also to please Lang Xing. Yu Chan didn't have that little thought.
Chapter completed!